Chapter 824: Divine Calculation (Part 3)

nd placed the leader in a safe place. After so many years of peace and recuperation, the leader is now able to recover to the seventh level, which is very encouraging. I believe that as long as he mak...Suddenly, Marco excitedly brought two pieces of things that looked like chewing gum to Ye Fan's face and laughed loudly, "Brother, you are indeed a genius! This guy is really a fake!"

Ye Fan looked at Ma Jiajia again. She lay on the ground, her face as pale as death. The thing in front of her had shrunk noticeably compared to before, it turned out she was just a small apple too.

"Marco, did you just say you wanted to strip me naked" Ye Fan asked Marco with a smirk.

Mark felt a chill, but he quickly recovered. After all, if he didn't react fast, he could only be someone else's underling while they were the boss. This quick wit was something ordinary people couldn't match.

He quickly took off his clothes one by one in front of Ye Fan, then tied them up and handed them to Ye Fan.

“Not bad, you have some muscle and a lean frame, you have the potential to be a pretty boy.” Ye Fan tossed the clothes he handed him straight into the trash. Ma Ge's eyelids twitched, but Ye Fan suddenly changed the subject, “But it seems like you’re still missing one thing…”

Mark felt a bit embarrassed, covering his groin area with his hand. He said hesitantly, "Brother..."

Before he could finish his words, Ye Fan kicked him to the ground. "You can choose not to take it off," he said, "but later I'll personally cut off that thing of yours. That's what you just said."

Marco was trembling all over. He had indeed just said that he would personally do the surgery on Ye Fan, and now he regretted it so much. How could he have spoken so boldly

But regret was useless now, it was his turn. He was only twenty-five years old and he certainly didn't want to give up doing that.

grit my teeth, what's the worst that could happen just take off my pants! I'm not scared!

He ripped off his pants, and Ye Fan burst into laughter. It turned out that this little Marco was twisting and turning, unwilling to take them off. It seemed his thing wasn't a tiny little bird, but a tiny little earthworm.

Marco's face was flushed, feeling a shame he had never experienced before.

Seeing their elder brother being led around by this kid, the younger brothers all felt a chill in their hearts. One of them wanted to escape and stood up to run away.

But Ye Fan had seen it coming earlier. With a kick of his foot, the knife on the ground flew towards him, scraping past the face of the fleeing thug and flying out, lodging itself in the wall not far away. The blade tip was still trembling slightly!

That little guy suddenly stopped, his face turning as white as a sheet.

Ye Fan shouted, “Whoever dares to move again will face more than just a warning. I can make it go in with a white knife and out with a red one!” Ye Fan’s voice wasn’t loud, but to these thugs’ ears, it was like a heavy bomb. He knew that for these thugs, a simple warning was useless. If he didn't show them his strength at the right time, he wouldn't be able to control them.

"Now, each of you take off your clothes and throw them in the trash. If anyone dares to run away or doesn't finish within a minute, don't blame me for being rude." Ye Fan picked up a knife from the ground and seemed nonchalantly to be whittling his nails.

These little brothers were all trembling with fear, this guy was too ruthless, wasn't he They glared resentfully at their boss, Marco, you said something about stripping him naked just now, didn't you This isn't going to get us in trouble, is it

Mark could only give a helpless look, meaning that you might as well just take it off. Your boss and I already took ours off, my little worm was even shown to you guys. Hurry up!

Although these men were reluctant, compared to their lives, taking off their clothes wasn't a big deal. Besides, everyone was already naked, and it wasn't just him, so they didn't have much resistance in their hearts.

"Alright, you all line up from low to high in two rows. Marco, you'll be the row leader, and Jiaojiao, you'll be the commander." Ye Fan carried his knife on his back and issued a new set of orders.

These people were obviously taken aback. What did this person want to do

However, they didn't hesitate at all. Unintentionally, Ye Fan seemed to use that butcher's knife again to trim his nails. This action, they couldn't bear it.

Marco stood in the front row, his right arm raised. Then, those little ones lined up, basing their positions on his raised right arm.

Mark was in the army for a few years when he was younger, so he was quite good at this.

While Ma Jiajia stood in front of these men, since they were all naked and honest with each other, she didn't need to hide what was in front of her. She followed Ye Fan's request and shouted loudly: "Everyone, at attention!"

Two rows of people stood straight one by one.

"Halt!"

Then the crowd became even more crowded.

"Halt, prepare, turn right!"

Two rows of people moved in unison, not a single person making a mistake!

Because they've been practicing here for half an hour already! And once they make a mistake, Ye Fan's knife will lightly slash at some part of their body, euphemistically called: "A good memory is not as good as a bad pen."

So, this is the lesson they learned from blood.

Ye Fan looked satisfied, a slight smile playing on the corner of his mouth.

"Let's start walking! One, two, one, two…"

Two rows of people, in perfect formation and marching in unison, walked forward.

One, two, one.

After they had walked for a long time, Ma Jiajia didn't hear the devil call them back. So she secretly turned her head back, and the devil wasn't following!

She was overjoyed and immediately ran away!

And Marco and those little brothers suddenly didn't hear the voice of 'Instructor', feeling strange, they saw Ma Jiaojiao's actions. They also turned their heads abruptly and saw that Ye Fan hadn't followed up. They were all overjoyed in their hearts, unable to help but jump out all at once, scattering in all directions like birds and beasts. What they were thinking now was not to find clothes to cover themselves up, but to find a place to hide so that the devil wouldn't find them. From then on, they would never mix in the underworld again. The underworld killed people! Because they wouldn't walk straight...

Looking at these people who had been toyed with all night suddenly running away, Ye Fan couldn't help but shake his head. These people were too pathetic. They didn't even realize they hadn't followed him until now. Did they plan to take a leisurely stroll in the parking lot for the rest of the night

Ye Fan felt he was very great, sacrificing half an hour of his time to 'educate' these people. Sigh, in the future, he didn't know if he would have such patience to play nicely with these ruffians.

After that figure had disappeared from sight, Ye Fan calmly said, "Come out. You've been watching a show all evening, aren't you tired" He spoke as if addressing the air itself, with no focus whatsoever, still using his great sword to trim his nails.

As his voice fell, dozens of men in black suits slowly walked out from behind the car not far away. These men were different from those who had just arrived. They all had a fierce aura. With Ye Fan's many years of intuition, he knew they were soldiers.beat themselves up until they were a pig's head. Their attitude towards admitting fault was good, so what else could he possibly doNevermind, I'll let him off this time. I believe this will be enough...